Simple stupid little things, but they just kept coming.
My basket full of supplies (junk) that I carry everywhere, "just in case" fell out of the truck and spilled everywhere. Things started rolling down the hill into the neighbors yard!
But, it made me clean it out. I kept the sunscreen, even though summer is over, and the tylenol and chapstick. Emergency sewing kit, first aid kit, goldfish and granola bars. But the cloth napkins needed to be refreshed. Time for clean ones. Same with the emergency fork, knife and spoon. The juice box at the bottom was a flavor no one liked and the straw wrapper just needed to go in the trash. And seriously, I think 6 books are a few too many. Zion and I cut it down to three.
So that annoyance was turned into something useful.
We made it back inside after our busy morning away and realized that we had left the kitchen a disaster. As I carried a glass jar of bacon grease (from our authentic German potato salad) to the trash can - of course it slipped out of my hands and shattered all over the floor.
Not just broken glass.
Broken glass covered in bacon grease.
And two seconds into cleaning the phone rings.
The man Andy had arranged to come pick up some car parts was outside, calling to let me know he was here.
Glass all over the floor.
Grease all over my hands.
And car parts to load up.
Thankfully, I had met the man and his wife before. I told them the situation and they were very willing to wait patiently while I cleaned up the mess. Their only grand-daughter is in college already, so I think they enjoy a few minutes with my boys once in awhile.
But goodness how frustrating it was.
It made me steam clean the floor. Not just talk about it.
The soccer practice schedule had been changed, which made the regular "schedule" of supper complicated.
Cleats decided to have an exceedingly difficult knot.
My brand new infusion site decided to slip and HURT every time I moved while at soccer practice.
The rough day just kept staying rough.
But the knot came undone. Supper was thrown together and even had enough leftover to feed Canaan again after practice. The infusions site was changed, again. A pain in the butt, literally, but it is working, which is what matters. And I was reminded that without it I would be dead. So even if it hurts every once in awhile, I really shouldn't complains!
All this to leads to my quotes of the day;
"We are not necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be." C.S. Lewis
Which is followed by;
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths." Proverbs 3:5-6
Half way through the day I was actually asking God what I had done wrong to deserve all of this. And now I have to laugh. Because broken glass, tangled shoelaces and a pain in the butt diabetes... well, I really don't think those are worth worrying about!
Besides... I had chocolate too. He had blessed me with the pre-planning to make brownies- available just when I needed them.
God is good!